Nobody fucking played Remo Rossi and got away with it, least all two women I thought I wanted to fuck. This little meet-up changed that, sparking a curiosity I couldn’t ignore. I wanted to ruin them, make them beg for mercy, breed them and make them mine in ways they’d never forget. Every curve, every kiss, every orgasm, every bone, every scream, and every fucking breath.
I will own them.
Confronting them now would give them the upper hand and I always liked things my way, a plan already forming when Koro spoke again.
“I found him.”
“Him?” Ishika asked.
“Remo Rossi.”
My brow shot up; my curiosity piqued tenfold. How long had she searched and why?
“Makes two of us then.” Ishika’s laugh lacked mirth and that pulled a deviant smile from me, remembering what I’d done to her. “Or rather, he found me.”
“Was it good?” Clear arousal filled Koro’s voice and that amused me, enjoying the effect I had on her without being present.
“You mean when he assaulted my mouth or marked me with a freaking tattoo of his name on my pussy?” Ishika threw back, irritated.
Koro laughed again. “Oh, Ish, granted you’re not as good as me, you had some training to fight off an attacker. Is it possible you allowed him to corner you?”
This conversation was just too fucking interesting to disturb. Leaning a shoulder against the wall, I crossed my arms over my chest and listened.
“I did not.”
“Such vehemence.” Koro tsked. “Seeing as you allowed him a second time, I’d say he’s good then?”
“Allowed him?” Ishika snorted. “The man didn’t ask, he took.”
“But he made you feel good right?” Koro pushed.
“He–” Ishika paused, and I sucked on my lip ring, surprised by my expanding breath as I waited to hear her answer. “Yes,” came the whispered reply.
“A little louder, please,” Koro teased.
“Fine,” she relented, somewhat reluctantly. “There was a moment of wanton need despite the aggression. He made me feel something I never did.”
Good girl.
“His primal darkness speaks to you, doesn’t it?”
“You’re the dark one, remember,” Ishika scoffed.
“So, are you open to sharing him?” Koro’s casual question had me rolling my lips to keep from laughing out loud. “He’s perfectly capable of handling two women at the same time.”
This time Ishika did something I hadn’t heard before not when I was the focus of the conversation. She laughed. Arich, unguarded sound of genuine mirth. “For once I’d like to have one up on the man.” Pure amusement tainted her words. “Would’ve been good had he not returned to the States.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be back,” Koro replied.
“You sound very sure,” Ishika mimicked my surprise. “It’s been two months and can’t say I’m not pleased because I can’t get that monster out of my head. Still, good riddance.”
I smiled. My little fox was in for a shocker, if that was her hope.
Another soft laugh from Koro. “He’ll come back soon. Remo belongs to us, Ish and nothing or no one is going to take him from us.”
What the fuck am I missing?
Maybe it was time to confront them. Mind made up, I pushed away from the wall.
